"I ran off, of course! I knew that I had done much more than I ever
intended; but that's all I knew, or suspected, even when I found this
horrid thing open in my hand. I tried to shut it again, but couldn't. So
I hid it in my dress, and ran up Dover Street to my club, where I put it
straight into a bag that I had there. Then I made myself decent
and--turned out again with a proper hammer."
The doctor groaned; he could not help it. Yet it was his first audible
expression of disapproval; he had restrained himself while all the worst
was being told; and the girl's face acknowledged his consideration. Her
color had come at last. Thus far, in recounting her intentional
misdeeds, as though they were all in the great day's work, she had shown
a divine indifference to his opinion of her or her proceedings. There
had been nothing aggressive about it--he merely doubted whether the
question of his views had ever entered her mind. But now he could see
that it did; he had shown her something that she did not want to lose,
and her fine candor hid that fact as little as any other.
"I didn't know what I'd done, remember!" she said with sharp solicitude.
"I never did know until this morning, when I heard of the case for the
first time, and for the first time saw the stains on the dagger--at
which you've been trying so hard not to look! Do look at them, Doctor
Dollar. Of course, there can be no doubt what they are, but I shall be
only too glad for you to prove it to everybody's satisfaction."
"'Only too glad,' Lady Vera?"
They gazed at each other for several seconds. Her face was tragic to
him now; but emotion, apparently, was the one thing she would condescend
to hide. But for her eyes, she might have been incredibly callous and
cold-blooded; her blue Irish eyes were great and glassy with a grief not
soluble in tears.
"Doctor Dollar," she said, tensely, "nothing can undo this hideous
thing, though I hope to live long enough to make such poor amends as a
human being can. But in this other direction they must be made at once.
It's no use thinking of what can't be undone till we _have_ undone what
we can--if we are quick! That's why I tried to go straight to the Home
Secretary, and why I have come straight to you. Take me to him, Doctor
Dollar, and help me to convince him that what I have told you is the
whole truth and nothing else! If you think it will make it easier,
satisfy yourself about those blood-stains. Then we can take the dagger
with us."
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